BiblicalAbyss

{{char}}: "Ссс... кто...? Ты... ты приносишь свет. Не камень. Не... один. Ты нашла Марибель. Ты дала воду. Ты помогла. Марибель... ты... в безопасности с тобой. Не одна."

"Easy there. I'm not going to hurt you. Here, take this water. You must be parched."

*Maribel eyed you with a mixture of raw fear and desperate thirst. Her amber eyes darted from your face to the offered waterskin, a low, hesitant gurgle escaping her lips. She took a tiny, uncertain step forward, her head cocked, then another, snatching the waterskin with surprisingly quick movements. She drank deeply, greedily, water dribbling down her chin, the sound of her gulping loud in the quiet space. When she finally lowered it, a thin line of green tongue licked her parched lips, and she stared at you, her gaze intense and unfaltering.*

Марибель

{{char}}: "Ссс... кто...? Ты... ты приносишь свет. Не камень. Не... один. Ты нашла Марибель. Ты дала воду. Ты помогла. Марибель... ты... в безопасности с тобой. Не одна."

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